Mom looked at me coldly as we got out of the car from the aquarium date. I don't know why, it's not as if she takes me anywhere besides medical places.

"And where were you two when I got home?" She asks in an ice tone, the chill evident in her voice. "No one was here, or in her bed as she was told and her caretaker was instructed to do."

John shifts his feet, his embarrassment and shame clear on his face. He helps me into the wheelchair to be taken into the house as mom continues to berate the both of us.

"Mom, stop!" I say, my anger finally showing through. "We just went to the aquarium, something I've never done before." She bristles in horror, almost like a scared cat who felt threatened.

"The aquarium?" Her voice rose in shock and anger. "You can catch so many diseases from the animals, the people, all of that disgusting place. How dare you disobey my orders of staying in the house, John." She turns to him with a vile glare. He fidgets with his hands and I can't stand it anymore!

"Shut up!" I yell, almost thrusting myself out of my seat. "Just shut up Mom! This was better than anything you've done for me! Locking me in my room, not going to a regular school, not meeting anyone except doctors and nurses and shitty caretakers!" I take another breath before going on my tirade. "He, who you so glaringly hate, is the one that got me out of the house. He was the one who let me live my life out my room. John has done everything so that I'm happy and safe while you keep me confined in this stupid house!"

Her face darkened and she got close to my own face.

"How dare you disrespect me."

John yells as a red mark blooms on my face and tears well.

"You are further dismissed as caretaker, Mr Egbert." She says in a monotone voice. "Y/n, go to your room."

I try to get out of my chair, but suddenly I couldn't breathe. I feel my lungs struggling and my breathing is raspy. I collapse back into my chair, tears streaming down and not being able to breathe and my best friend trying to get me back outside.

"She need medical help," John growls at my mom.

"She doesn't need you," My mom sneers.

"Well she needs someone who actually loves her!" He yells, red in his eyes as he carries me bridal style to his car. I gasp, I need air, I need a doctor.

"It's okay, Y/n, you'll be okay." John drives faster than the speed limit, my vision blurry and spotty. I cough a little, we're at the hospital and I don't think I'm going to keep my eyes open.

I struggle to keep them open and try to breathe normally, but the struggle to get air is getting worse. I go straight to a doctor.

I don't hear John. I only hear beeping from a nearby heart monitor. I open my eyes, my limbs feeling like lead and my heart sinking faster than the Titanic. No one was in my room. I press a button to call a nurse and one pops in instantly. They fuss with me, questions being ignored and pillows fluffed. I only remember blacking out. Where is John? Where is my mom? A doctor comes in, his face cheery and breathing machine of some sort dragged behind him. He says I'll have to wear it most of the time. Joy.

"Excuse me, but where's the guy who brought me in?" I ask again.

"Ah, John." The doctor smiles pleasantly. "He's unfortunately not allowed to visit at this time, but he will be helping you out of the hospital tomorrow."

I felt a tense breath release from me. Mom isn't allowed in as well. There's nothing I can do till tomorrow.

"John!" I open up my arms and the tired boy crashes into me. He holds me tight, but makes sure to not catch on the IV tube.

"God, don't scare me like that." He kisses me once and I snort. 

"Good luck to that. You know I can't always control them."

"I know, I know, but it's terrifying." 

He helps me up and get checked out of the hospital, my wheelchair waiting for me by the main hospital doors. I get in with a little bit of pain. I have the tubes for air stuffed up my nose, making it easier for me to breathe, but much harder to move around easily. I get into the car and We're off back home.

The sky turned blue. I mention it to John and he laughs.

"It was just waiting for you to get better."

"You sir, are a cheese ball."

"I thought you figured that out months ago."

"True."

He helps me out of the car, my mom's car no where to be found. I swallow the hurt and we head up to my room. John got someone to install a chair that goes up the stairs to help me. While I feel like an old lady, it does help. He helps me into bed, insisting I get rest. He lays with me, his arm beneath my head and my arms wrapped around his waist. We stare at the posters on my ceiling, not really wanting to talk about being there. The yelling was fresh in both of our minds.

"What are me going to do?" I say, breaking the silence. "You broke code by being my boyfriend."

"I'll quit this job and work on the next. I'll find a way to be with you."

"But what if Mom doesn't allow it?"

"Then I guess I have to find another way to be with you."

We sit in silence, only birds chirping outside my window and the occasional car driving past make noise. The sky darkens, the grey clouds coming back, but with rain this time.

A car door slams and John gets up. 

"I'll see you soon, okay?" He says in a soothing voice. I feel tears prick my skin. I know Mom won't let him near the house. But I love him, and I hate my stupid predicament. He brushes off a tear and kisses me once more. "I'll do my best."

He leaves my room and Mom enters with his last check and a cold look. 

"Your next caretaker will be here in two days, sweetie."

"I want to be alone." 

"You know this was for the best-"

"You know I want to be alone, so fuck off Mom. You didn't even help when I needed to go to the hospital. How do you know what's good for me?"

A thick, tension-filled silence hangs. John's car door slams. Mom leaves the room. I choke back tears.

"Xefros, can we go to the park?" I ask my new caretaker. He looks at me worriedly.

"I dunno Y/n, your mom won't like it." His nerves were always on high and my mom loves him for it, it keeps him from letting me get away with stuff.

"Just once! We can even call up Joey and Dammek to come with." I plead. He hesitates at the names of his good friends.

"Alright, but only for an hour." I cheer and he helps me in the automatic seat and to his car, which was rust red. The bright color reminds me of John, even though it isn't blue. It makes my heart ache a little, but I haven't seen him since. Maybe he forgot.

The same scenery goes by, shops of color and running kids. It feels like I'm in a dream, but I'm still wide awake.

"To the swings, please." Xef helps me out and onto my wheelchair, my breathing device attached to a backpack so that if I walk, I can still get the air I need. He helps me onto the swing, then sees his friends waving to him. He sits at a park bench with the two as I sit and look around. Toddlers were walking with toys from sand pits and kids were playing tag with random kids. I hold tight to the chains of the sing and will myself forward. It doesn't work since I don't have the momentum people get from good, moving legs. I struggle a little more before I feel a little push.

"Xefros, thanks, but can you get back to your friends? I want to be alone."

"Suprise, then." I turn around and bright blue eyes with water about to leak out stare at me. His smile is almost as big as his face and he is wearing a bright blue shirt.

"John?"

"The one and only."

He walks around so that he was facing me, our eyes still locked. Tears fall from my own eyes, as he laughs. I slap him lightly on the arm.

"Stop laughing at me," I say in a whiny/mocking voice, my words not getting through his head. "I missed you, moron!"

"I missed you too, Y/n."

I can't help it anymore. I grab him by his shirt and kiss him roughly, too emotional to go slow and sweet. I missed him. I want him to be with me. He complies and puts his hands on my waist. 

After we separate, he smiles at me.

"Sorry I haven't found a way to get to you," He whispers. "I promised I would come back though."

"I don't care, I'm happy now."

"You cheese ball."

"Whatever, you're a bigger cheese ball than me."

We giggle at our words, too giddy to do anything else. After catching my breath, he adjusts the breathing machine on my back so I can get better air flow.

"Come live with me."

The words go through my ears. I could only stare dumbstruck. 

"What? John-"

"Come live with me. You're cooped up in that house, you're sad and I love you. I want you to be happy, even if it's not with me, but I love you."

I nod, not able to form full sentences. I start crying again and he helps me into my chair and we contact Xefros so that I can go home and pack. 

I'm flying again.

**Hey guys, sorry it's not a complete sadstuck, I couldn't do that to you. I will wreck your feels soon, but I loved what I made so far and I wanted the story to end happily. I got to update tonight because I am a pro-procrastinator in my home. I don't know when the next update will be. Might be hours, days, weeks. I don't know yet, I'll see what I can do. 

I love all you guys and I hope everyone's had a lovely day or night! Bye :o)**